I remember loving to draw those characters. It seems like whenever I draw nowadays, it's to jot down some quick ideas for jewelry, concept art, or to get the mechanics worked out for yet another project. So many years have passed since I sat down, got cozy, and drew for the pure enjoyment and content of working on a drawing for hours.
All alone in bed Saturday night, I suddenly craved the feel of holding a pen in my right hand while coddling a giant sketchpad in the other. Turned the light back on, propped up the pillows and got cozy. With pen in hand, I knew which character to draw. She was and still is my favorite creation. The grey skinned, golden-eyed, psychotic wonder with teal, purple, and black haired ponytail mo-hawk. I never knew who Deadpool was until college but I guess her personality is very similar to his with a cross of Pinkie Pie. Very humorous, dark, witty, and disturbing. With strong athleticism and parkour, she makes her way around town while wearing an odd Oni mask. Weapon of choice? Fry pan. I so lovingly called her: Aneth...which is the Latin word for Dill.
Humorously enough, she has a half brother. Kind of a retarded were-rabbit named Dill. Or Pickles as Aneth calls him. Should find a picture of him...She never knew there was any relation to him and actually considered him an arch nemesis. But her goal isn't to battle evil, just more or less figure out her past...which is pretty twisted. Maybe i'll get more into that later...
But here is what I drew.
| Aneth, looking uncharacteristicly melancholy. |
| She likes to smash things...especially those naughty sandwich monsters. |
| A young Aneth in a straight jacket and a dubious smirk on her face. |
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